Five Things to Do With All Those Peaches
Sometimes I eat a California peach just to feel something. But here are other ideas.
When I ate my first perfectly ripe California peach, a summer love story began. It was unexpectedly messy, unexplainably delicious, and apparently, unforgettable. I wait for summer all year round, longing to be warm, to swim, and to spend the majority of my day with my skin covered in sunscreen that smells like vacation. Peaches became yet another reason to all but endure other seasons in the meantime.
When the season finally arrives, I get a little too excited excited around all the different kinds of peaches at the Farmer’s Market. If you can relate, this post is for you.
My husband no longer comments, but I know he is eyeing the pile on the scale, as I wait for the kind merchant to weigh and price my picks. He’s not wrong to wonder what will happen to all those peaches. More than once I have presented him with random peach recipes in an effort to creatively use them while convincing him to love them as much as I do.
Here are five ways we’ve enjoyed these fabulous stone fruits during peak season 🍑:
Peach Arugula Salad
A simple side salad with fresh arugula drizzled in olive oil and lemon juice, topped with diced peaches, grated parm, and a dash of salt & pepper.
Burrata Platter with Tomato-Peach Salsa and grilled baguette slices
We eat a lot of picnic dinners in summertime, and this is a go-to. Instead of a typical caprese style, toss diced peaches and halved cherry tomatoes with a little mint.
Crostini Apps with Ricotta, sliced peach, balsamic, and chopped pistachios
Assembled crostini’s are always a guest favorite for a happy hour. This mixture of creamy cheese, sweet peach, crunchy nuts, and acid from the balsamic is heaven!
Grilled Peach & Ice Cream
This is my favorite BBQ dessert. The grill is already hot so throw some halved peaches on there, add to a bowl with vanilla ice cream, crumble some graham cracker, drizzle some maple syrup and garnish with a mint leaf. Summer delivered.
Lastly…
Just eat the peach. Hold a beautiful napkin in the other hand. Let it be messy. Let it make you ask existential questions about what matters. Or at least, let it make you smile.